#elliot-chapman

[khalilhassan]

location: peak fitness

character: @elliot-chapman​

"I can’t believe they talked us into that spin class. Also can’t believe that it almost kicked my ass,” he joked with a sweat stained forehead and a raspy laugh. They’d needed two more participants to fill the class, leaving he and Elliot to get a free trial run at something he’d always considered to be easy work. “Half an hour felt like a full day. Seriously, my whole body burns and I wasn’t expecting her to yell at us like that.” Turns out, spin classes were intense and if he thought running was difficult cardio, then clearly he hadn’t been prepared for what they’d just done. “I can already feel it in my legs. I’ll be lucky if I can move tomorrow. How are you feeling?”​

[naomilewinsky]

location: summit lake

who: @elliot-chapman

Spending time with her parents was hardly Naomi’s favorite activity, but she still maintained her weekly visits, not wanting the older couple to feel lonely now that their older son is gone and their youngest child is out of town. At least this time she brought her dog Kugel, so the meeting wasn’t entirely boring and now she could walk home with some company. However, as she strolled down the street she noticed a familiar face she didn’t see in a while; Elliot Chapman, a certified daddy’s boy who was too good looking for his own good. He had his moments, sure, but most of the time she found herself slightly appalled by him and his attitude. Still, she couldn’t ignore him, especially now that Kugel approached the guy and happily sniffed him around. “Elliot, oh my god, it’s been a long time since I saw you around.” She smiled politely, “Looks like my dog thinks you’re cute.” She chuckled, “How you’ve been?”

[khalilhassan]

location — peak seasons, downtown

character — @elliot-chapman​​​​

"Spin instructor, two o’clock,” he mumbled as he offered a gentle shoulder check to the man who was looking over an decorative piece. Khalil bit back his laughter for as long as he could before a quiet hum fell from his mouth and his lips pulled upwards at the corners to show a faint smile. “Do you ever think of where people get the idea for some of this stuff? I know it looks nice, but how did anyone even come up with that?” Really, he was just there to make an appearance for the sake of amusing Nathan Crane, but he had to make his presence seem deeper than that. “Are you familiar with Nathan Crane?”

[cjwelford-archive]

location: the bonfire, bighorn hills

status: closed for @elliot-chapman

CJ was lost. He was sure that his and Jeanie’s tent had been put up in this direction from the bonfire, but under the inky blackness, everything looked different from when they first set up camp. Not that he had any idea if his roommate would be in the tent, she was probably off in the woods participating in some weird Midsommar sacrifice thing. So instead, CJ retreated back to the bonfire, sitting back and enjoying the warmth of the flames. “Whoever this mysterious host is must have major bucks for all the marshmallows. I think I’ve eaten like, three bags since getting here.” He said in greeting to the man sat beside him.

[bennett-miller]

location: random cookout in summit lake

character: @elliot-chapman​​

A weekend cookout around one of the houses in the neighborhood wasn’t unusual. What was unusual was the fact that Bennett hadn’t played host yet. Between raising a kid and a puppy, he just didn’t have time to prep like he had the summer before. After making his rounds, he spotted a somewhat familiar face and smiled wide. Elliot Chapman; a friend of a friend. With his plate in hand, he weaved through the sea of guests before stopping just shy of the other. “Elliot, right? It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Bennett Miller. I live a few houses down,” he explained as he offered a hand towards the other. “I think I’ve seen you and your parents at a few of these. I usually make introductions a bit more quickly, but I’m losing my touch,” he joked. “How are you? Enjoying everything so far?”